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Sunday's gone,
I remember half the fun we had.
Monday has come,
I know I'm not half as glad, glad.

Jumping ship,
Lost my footing, fell and burst my lip.
What can I say?
I deserved it anyway, way.

I can't have sold my soul,
Cos the devil he looks after his own.
And now I feel,
Like a bug on a roulette wheel, wheel.

Sunday's gone I remember half the fun we had.
Monday has come I know I'm not half as glad, glad.
Glad.
Sunday's gone,   I remember half the fun we had.   Monday has come,   I know I'm not half as glad, glad.      Jumping ship,    Lost my footing, fell and burst my lip.   What can I say?    I deserved it anyway, way.      I can't have sold my soul,   Cos the devil he looks after his own.   And now I feel,   Like a bug on a roulette wheel, wheel.      Sunday's gone I remember half the fun we had.   Monday has come I know I'm not half as glad, glad.   Glad.